Monday, March 28, 2011

Friend or foe

Little Dog loves words, he collects them like prized possessions and uses them when you least expect them. He has an extensive vocabulary and when he hears words he doesn't know, you are immediately asked to explain it then he files it away for later use.

Because he enjoys words so much I decided to encourage it and bought a couple of vocabulary books for the boys. I thought we'd start our own little "Word-a-day" activity. This morning as we waited for breakfast at our local cafe, I brought out the first new words. More than one because the books are organized that way. Sturdy, annual, feeble, drowsy, prank, vast and foe. We defined, discussed and then breakfast arrived.

Later this afternoon Little Dog was in the middle of playing when he turned and asked me, "What does foe mean again?"
"A foe is an enemy," I answered.
"Oh, like my nemesis!" he replied, with a nod.
And I start to wonder if maybe these words aren't aiming high enough.

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In April of 2005, my husband and I packed up our two dogs and toddler and moved to Seattle from the San Francisco Bay area. Shortly after our move, I became pregnant with our second child. As exciting as this was, it definitely put a cramp in my ability to explore our new home town. I'm still working hard at adjusting to the new digs.
As a working mom to two small boys, I manage to keep pretty busy. Between business meetings, play dates and pediatrician appointments, there isn't much time left for personal pursuits. But that is a trade off I am willing to make. I'll find time for myself when the boys are old enough to borrow the car, right?
And as though that isn't enough, when we moved we bought our first house, a major fixer upper. Yeah, we wanted the "this Old House" experience, but little did I realize that it would lead to such great experiences, like the sudden loss of running water from a broken water main, or a leaky sewer pipe that kept the toilet off limits for days.
All I can say is that life sure is interesting!